There are a lot of fics about the Justice League finding out about Batman's children via a series of circumstances leading to Nightwing joining the League (usually against Batman's will)
and I LOVE this trope, don't get me wrong, but I'd like to imagine a situation where it doesn't happen like that. I want a situation where Nightwing joins the League, but he and Batman play it off well enough that the JL doesn't put them together. They notice that they work well together, sure, and Batman seems to trust Nightwing easier than the other new members, but no one questions it because Nightwing is good.
And the JL reaches a point where it's been months or even years and they still don't know.
Until Nightwing gets hurt. They've seen him hurt before, but he gets hurt. Bleeding out, affected by fear toxin, whatever, the point is, he's in bad shape. And Nightwing - strong, crooked grin, happy facade - screams. He screams for his dad - a word that he never uses, but that doesn't matter now, because he's scared, and he's hurt, and he just wants to go home.
And nobody knows what to do. Every single League member very quickly realizes that they know nothing about this guy. Everyone wonders about Batman because he seems so mysterious, but Nightwing always seemed so open, and it's only in that moment that they realize they have no actual information on him.
But that only last for a split second, because, of course Batman reacts first. He runs to his side and starts to stabilize his injuries while assuring him in a voice that they've never heard before, a voice that is distinctly not his Batman growl, that he's right there and it's all going to be okay.
And Nightwing... well, he stops calling out for his father. And he doesn't stay in the watchtower infirmary after that. When they ask Batman where he took him, he just tells them home.
Nightwing's back a few months later, and that's when they start asking him if he's really Batman's kid, and he just smiles the same crooked grin and says, Of course. You didn't know?
Dick Grayson:
*runs the titans*
*works for the league*
*has a day job*
*solo patrols bludhaven*
*solo patrols New York*
*on call 24/7 for regularly scheduled Gotham crisis(es)*
*training at least 40% of new gen heroes at any given moment*
*infiltrating the current annoying cult, corrupt gov, spy organization, company, mafia group, evil underground ancestral foundations of a city and random corrupt modeling industry*
*monitoring drug pedaling in 3 cities*
*emotionally regulating 80% of his family bc why would they do it themselves? Nah let’s just ruin relationships for fun -cough Bruce cough-*
* maintaining civilian cover*
*canonically does volunteer work*
I am beginning to think nightwing doesn’t have anger issues he’s just overstimulated bc wtf
Like Dick take a break what is this?
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Dick currently working on infiltrating the mob, after 4 days of 6+ hour patrols bc bludhaven has no chill an Arkham breakout, a performance review at work that took too long, organizing a titans outer space mission, just got back from training Jon Kent: no one call me plz god no one call me I can’t do this I have so much work no one. Call me plz
*phone rings* -it’s tim
He could ignore it but last time he left Tim alone for a month the dumbass lost his spleen and decided a cowl was a fashion choice (equally bad in his opinion)
Dick picking up the phone with his non broken arm: yello
Tim: so I accidentally maybe got kidnapped and maybe also started a cult around the concept of Batman and I’m out of energy drinks. (All equally dire in tims opinion)
Dick popping 4 caffeine pills: shut up I’ll be there in 30 don’t DO ANYTHing.
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Jason: sooo I might be engaged to an alien princess
Dick about to pop a Xanax: tell me it’s Kori or at least in this galaxy
Jason: nope
Dick: …. Can it wait
Jason: she wants to eat me, their species is like a praying mantis knockoff but with space and mind control.
Dick: yeah okay give me an hour I’ll call raven
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Damian: hello Richard
Dick: what did you do.
Damian: I have been kidnapped by my mother
Dick: again
Damian: I feel it would be redundant to say anything
Dick: …….. alright I’ll call the nearest flying hero be there in a bit… keep ur spine where it is Damian or I swear to god-
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Bruce: cult
Dick who just got done with an undercover mission: anddd?
Bruce: we need someone to infiltrate it
Dick: I swear to god I. will. hurt. you
Bruce: hnnnn
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Babs: I have… acquired a child
Dick who is fighting deathstroke : …okayyyy
Babs who is watching the fight: she’s a little bit … traumatized
Dick, dodging a katana: preaching to the choir
Babs: can you do your whole, human empathy and kindness tell me ur life story I have puppy dog eyes.
Dick: ….
Babs: you owe me
Dick: … one day I will delete all your numbers and disappear
Babs cheerfully: you know no matter where you go I can find you hunk wonder see you in 3 hours don’t die before then!
Bro 💀
From chapter 1 of Madeline Miller's "The Song of Achilles"
u know ur a tumblr local when u immediately come here to make sure ao3 is down and see people already posting about it. how dare ao3 be down and deprive me of my gay fanfiction. this is homophobic.
Shout out to trans littles thank you for existing 💖
Dick Grayson being annoying is actually so important to me
With the obnoxious medical droid gone, the room fell into a somber silence. Everyone in the crew was watching Ezra, but none of them could find the heart to speak.
Until Hera.
"You really hurt yourself good, huh?"
It was quiet, yet everyone in the room heard it. Aside from Kanan, no one ever really heard her speak that softly. None of them had ever heard her speak to them while they were unconscious.
@raointean
The game: Let’s help each other’s WIP goals by playing a rousing game of WIP Ping-Pong!
The rules: If you’ve been tagged (pinged), post any number of lines from your current WIP of your choosing. If you’d like to continue the so-called ping-pong match, tag the person who pinged you (pong), as well as anyone else you’d like to play with!
Let’s see how many concurrent games we can all handle and how quickly we can get through our respective WIPs!
Tagged by: @niennawept -- thank you! This looks like fun and I needed a little nudge to work on some vexing parts of my WIP. It really has been a bit of a slog (affectionate) so far.
Here are some new lines in To Partake:
Elrond sucks in a gulp of that sea-drenched air, then lets it out as slowly as he can, squeezing his eyes shut, focusing on the sound of Lindon’s port: the shouting sailors, the creaking boats and complaining ropes, bells and horns and clopping horse-hooves, screaming gulls and lapping waves. It’s comforting, grounding. He has always liked the docks for how they remind him of Sirion, of a time when he felt safe.
So yes, yeah, we're back in Lindon this chapter wheeeeee.
friendly pings (no pressure): back at @niennawept, @the-commonplace-book & @raointean
Any other chronically I'll people have the experience as a kid where they just Didn't Feel Good? That kind where you couldn't describe your symptoms, or pinpoint anything specifically wrong with you, other than just feeling bad. That definitely should've been more of a red flag.
as per popular request, here are 20 extra prompts submitted by febuwhump followers at the beginning of the year that didn't make it through the popular vote for this year's febuwhump event.
there are no rules, no win conditions, no ao3 collection: just 20 prompts to spark inspiration that i particularly liked and was disappointed not to see get used.
and if you tag the blog @febuwhump or use the tag #febuspecial the blog will share a random assortment that it comes across!
a perfect opportunity to create something this september!!
plain text prompts under the cut:
DAY 1: amputation
DAY 2: body modification
DAY 3: bear trap
DAY 4: warzone
DAY 5: trust fall
DAY 6: missed connections
DAY 7: spinal injury
DAY 8: cannibalism
DAY 9: blood oath
DAY 10: bones
DAY 11: missing person’s report
DAY 12: apocalypse
DAY 13: blunt forced trauma
DAY 14: sharp objects
DAY 15: thunderstorm
DAY 16: noose
DAY 17: explosive vest
DAY 18: cosmic horror
DAY 19: lost child
DAY 20: crybaby
anyways here’s tim drake dying in a glue trap
nerve pain and cramping?? down MY asscheek?? ridiculous.
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